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Much Ado About Nothing

Act V, Scene 3

A church.
 
[Enter DON PEDRO, CLAUDIO, and three or four with tapers]
 
CLAUDIO
Is this the monument of Leonato?
 
LORD
It is, my lord.
[Reading out of a scroll]
        ,         ,           ,           ___
      Done to | death by | slanderous | tongues,
       ,         ,       T   T     T
      Was the | Hero | that here lies:
        ,          ,        ,        ____
      Death in | guerdon | of her | wrongs,
        ,           ,          ,       __
      Gives her | fame which^|never | dies:
       ,         ,           ,          ___
      So the | life that | died with | shame,
        ,          ,            ,         ,
      Lives in | death with | glori|ous fame.
        T    T    T       ,          ,
      Hang thou there | upon | the tomb,
        ,         ,         ,       __
      Praising | her when | I am | dumb.
 
CLAUDIO
           ,       ,           ,          ,        ,
      Now mu|sic sound | and sing | your sol|emn hymn.
 
[singing]
       ,        ,         ,        ___
      Pardon | goddess | of the | night,
        ,            ,         ,        ____
      Those that | slew thy | virgin | knight,
       ,          ,            ,        ___
      For the | which with | songs of | woe,
        ,       ,          ,         __
      Round a|bout her | tomb they | go:
       ,             ,          ,      ,            ,          ,
      Midnight | assist | our moan,| help us | to sigh | and groan.
       ,   2     ,   2    oo
      Heavily,| heavily.|
         T     T   .    T            ,
      Graves yawn and yield | your dead,
             ,         ,     ,
      Till death | be ut|tered,
       ,   2     ,   2    oo
      Heavily,| heavily.|     (prev lines are tri)
 
CLAUDIO
       ,      ,         T     T    T
      Now un|to thy | bones good night,
        ,        ,       T   T    T
      Yearly | will I | do this rite.
 
DON PEDRO
            ,       ,         ,           ,       ,
      Good mor|row mas|ters, put | your torch|es out,
             ,             ,           ,         ,       ,
      The wolves | have preyed,| and look,| the gen|tle day
          ,           ,          ,         ,        ,
      Before | the wheels | of Phoe|bus, round | about
       ,              ,       ,           ,          ,
      Dapples | the drow|sy east | with spots | of grey:
         ,             ,                      ,          ,
      Thanks to | you all,| and leave | us, fare | you well.
 
CLAUDIO
             ,       ,          ,          ,       ,
      Good* mor|row mas|ters, each | his seve|ral way.
 
DON PEDRO
        T    Tx     T          ,        ,       ,
      Come let us hence,| and put | on^oth|er weeds,
            ,        ,   ,       ,         ,
      And then | to Le|ona|to's we | will go.
 
CLAUDIO
           ,      ,           ,   2   ,        ,
      And Hy|men now | with luck|ier is|sue speeds,
             ,          ,         ,        ,         ,
      Than this | for whom | we rend|ered up | this^woe.
 
[Exeunt]

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